The Ghost of the Girl
I was walking down the hallway trying to reach the toilets with much difficulty. Our toilets were always crowded as the one on the floor above had been closed for a while, the reason being, the death of a girl.
A teenage girl named Kaya who I was not a much close friend of, slit her wrist in the washroom and died there.
It's been about an year now but they still haven't opened the toilets...
A teenage girl named Kaya who I was not a much close friend of, slit her wrist in the washroom and died there.
It's been about an year now but they still haven't opened the toilets...